I See Mercy

I was outside in the jacuzzi relaxing these 44 year old muscles that I keep trying to usher back to their youth, when I realized something. I was looking out at the sun rising up and shining through the pines. The pines would sway with the wind occassionally letting me have a glimpse of the sun, almost like nature was playing a game of peek-a-boo with me. I do believe that I am closest to God when I am in his creation. So as God and I played peek-a-boo with the sun and the trees I kept getting distracted by the fog that would rise up from the jacuzzi as its heat would meet with the cool autumn air. And that's when it happened, I saw into infinity, into the all and all, and I was 'still' enough to receive some of his goodness, his mercies, for they are new every morning. I noticed that when the fog rose it interrupted the beautiful scenery just beyond its reach. Even though it wasn't anywhere near the trees and, for that matter, the sun it was able to distort their beauty. I actually rose up a little, trying to rise above the fog, so I could stay in that sacred place, that sacred conversation that God and I were having, and then it came to me. There are many times in our lives that the fog, the illusion, of this world comes between us and the Almighty, Omnipotent, Omnipresent God, Universe, or whatever you need to label the source that we are all fragments of, and we lose sight of what is real. I started to think about where that fog, that hot air was rising from and I kind of chuckled at my resolve. The fog, the hot air, which steam was rising from made me question; what was boiling beneath? Could it be anger, resentment, jealousy, and envy or a whole host of other negative emotions. The fog that rises from these 'fearful' thoughts can sometimes, and almost always, distort our reality. We are always coming from one of two places. We either act out of fear or love. When we 'decide' anything from the seat of fear it will always be a mistake. You see, when you walk in fear your whole life is an illusion, a nightmare, because you are seeing everything through this fog, so like the old addage goes, you cannot see the forest for the trees. You become so focused on that hot air that you lose the vision of the beauty of the sun peeking out at you from behind the pines. You miss the game! Life is one big game. You are here to play, to love, to be loved, and to make 'your' way back home. "It is for each man to workout his own salvation" The Bible. So, it is up to us to rise above the fog and keep our eyes on the prize, the beauty waiting each morning for each of us. "His mercies are new every morning." The definition of mercy in this context is: His kindness, His compassion, & His faithfulness. I don't know about you but when I am in nature, especially early in the morning, when 'his' world is waking up, I see Love beyond measure ~ I see Mercy.

Namaste', Shalom, & God Bless you,
The Dalai Mama